Between my cow of a boss at the BBC and living in the UK equivalent of Harlem I am struggling to keep my head above water. I think constantly about Jack and pray he is ok.
Finally I discover a way to get through the day. The Top Gear Office!
Its located at the BBC Media Centre on the second floor and one of those bizarre corridor type offices that open plan buildings tend to have. Anyone can wander through. It leads to a dead end corridor with two meeting rooms over looking the lobby. After going there one has to turn around and exit via the Top Gear Office. There is no reason whatsoever that I need to visit this area of the BBC every day. Apart from the fact the this office is Fascinating. When you walk through the door the Testosterone hits you the way the chlorine hits you when you go to an indoor swimming pool. You have to wade through it. The desks and floors are over spilling with weird engine part type things and gadgets. There’s paper all over the floor and best of all really really fit blokes just lounging around and discussing things that women like me don’t have a clue about like fast cars ;)
Anyway after my over bearing bosses ranting and raving and general spoilt brat behaviour. I just love soaking up the atmosphere and the pure escapism of it all. This office is like a tonic. I stroll through every day on my lunch break and have a coffee/read a magazine in the meeting room and then go back out again. The blokes in the office don’t bat an eyelid. Then they start to get used to me and just assume I work in the area (Why would they imagine that I was coming from Television Centre down the road just for the joy of eying them all up). Eventually Richard Hammomd started to recognise me and I would get a wink when I meandered through.
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